I was walking in the forest floor carpeted with leaves, with all sorts of trees towering on either side of me. There were lush greens, light greens, golds, and scarlets. There was Maple, Oak, Pine, Birch, and Elm. There were trees and bushes and shrubs. Some trees were so tall that they could of passed as nature's Empire State Building. I walked over to an Oak tree to get a closer look at it. The bark was as rough as sandpaper. It was dark brown and it was blanketed in light green, fuzzy moss. I continued walking. Crunch, crunch, crunch. The leaves were geting crushed under my feet. I heard birds calling near by. Screching, chirping, and cawing. I looked closely into the calage of leaves above me. I could see tiny, little birds dotted all over the place. They were all dulled colored. Specled and striped with brown, black, gray, and dirty white. Something in the bush next to me caught my eye. I looked and was suprised. I was the biggest, grubest, caterpiller I've ever seen. It was yellow-green. Fat was crushing it as it lumbered on its way. I continued walking and heard something crunch under my foot. It was a worm. Or, well, what was left of it. The half that I didn't crush was twisting and squirming in pain. I step on it to put it out of it's misery. I wiped my shoe then truged on. I saw squirrls scurrying in the trees and chipmonks dashing on the ground. I went back to camp through the trees, birds, animals, bugs, and other crushed worms thinking that this is a sight that everyone should be able to experience.
A Glance at Nature
Bye Joe Paquette
I was walking in the forest floor carpeted with leaves, with all sorts of trees towering on either side of me. There were lush greens, light greens, golds, and scarlets. There was Maple, Oak, Pine, Birch, and Elm. There were trees and bushes and shrubs. Some trees were so tall that they could of passed as nature's Empire State Building. I walked over to an Oak tree to get a closer look at it. The bark was as rough as sandpaper. It was dark brown and it was blanketed in light green, fuzzy moss. I continued walking. Crunch, crunch, crunch. The leaves were geting crushed under my feet. I heard birds calling near by. Screching, chirping, and cawing. I looked closely into the calage of leaves above me. I could see tiny, little birds dotted all over the place. They were all dulled colored. Specled and striped with brown, black, gray, and dirty white. Something in the bush next to me caught my eye. I looked and was suprised. I was the biggest, grubest, caterpiller I've ever seen. It was yellow-green. Fat was crushing it as it lumbered on its way. I continued walking and heard something crunch under my foot. It was a worm. Or, well, what was left of it. The half that I didn't crush was twisting and squirming in pain. I step on it to put it out of it's misery. I wiped my shoe then truged on. I saw squirrls scurrying in the trees and chipmonks dashing on the ground. I went back to camp through the trees, birds, animals, bugs, and other crushed worms thinking that this is a sight that everyone should be able to experience.